The Bachelorette

Six cowgirls storm into your penthouse a whoopin and a hollerin towards your direction. "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO PARTYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!"

A petite brunette shoves you aside from the stereo, jams her phone into it and changes the music to 'Man, I Feel Like a Woman' while her tall leggy blonde friend jumps up onto the coffee table kicking everything off with her boots and shaking her ass to the music.

Two more girls spot the Jacuzzi, quickly strip down to their underwear and dive right in bubbling water. An auburn haired girl runs right up to you and opens your robe. The cool air doesn't dampen your 'enthusiasm'. "Hot damn! Here's our stripper!" She whips out her phone and snaps a picture of your junk. "I'm keeping this one for myself.

"What's going on?!?" You yell hoping to get some kind of answer.

The leggy blonde yells back. "I'M GETTING MARRIED AND THIS IS MY PARTYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!"

A litle asian cowgirl runs behind the bar and tosses a bottle of liquor to her friends. They didn't even try to catch it. The bottle shatters by the couch splashing all over one side. The shock on your face, the waste of top shelf booze. "Really? The Glengoolie Blue? C'mon that's $400 a bottle." Another bottle of Glengoolie Blue flies through the air and smashes on the floor right by the first bottle. "That's **** ****!"

Your auburn picture taker says. "Hey darling relax, I'm Mary-Beth and that screaming biyatch over there is Shelly. She's getting married tomorrow." Pointing to the leggy dancing blonde on the table.

"Great. What that got to do with storming my place?"

"You see honey." She closes your robe. "It's my job to help sow her oats before she gets hitched and that Miguel boy downstairs said one of these places was empty so we picked your place. So now we're gonna raise a little hell, have a little fun, and if you play your cards right you get some green in your strap." Mary-Beth smacks your ass.

Shelly pops off the table. "GRAAACE!!! WHERE'S THE FUCKS MY TEQUILA!!" Grace, the little asian cowgirl, comes around from behind the bar right to Shelly and hands her a bottle of tequila. Shelly dances over to you and man-handles your balls with her free hand. "I'm the bride so bitch your mine tonight! Dance for me!"

A mischievous smile creeps up. "You want me to dance?"

"FUCK YEAH!!" Shelly screams back.

"Okay! LETS DANCE!!"

The music blares as you two step your way around the room to the hollering of your audience. First thing you get is the riding crop that you got from Katinka. Twirling the crop over your head, you move around to the other girls around the room playfully spanking them with the crop. The first one is your petite brunette music tackler.

"C'mon little missy, git on over there." You drawl as you paddle her behind.

With a happy look. "That's my name, Missy." A playful tap to one butt cheek and then the other, Missy joins Shelly, Grace and Mary-Beth.

The music changes to "Hell on High Heels' when you make your way over to the jacuzzi. You manage to coax the last two girls out, who you find out are Jessie and Claire, and make them dance their way, in their underwear, over to the rest of them and like a weird pied piper they then follow you over to the coffee table where you pop up on top of it and shake your money maker. It was easy to whip them up into a frenzy. Gyrating to each of the girls then moving to the next until you finally get to Shelly the happy bride to be. Taking her by the hand, you motion for the girls to stay where they are, and move to the far side of the room where you both can grind away with each other.

You dance real close with Shelly, close enough to you can smell her perfumed sweat. She raises her arms high up and dances even closer, your chest brushing against her chest. Shelly's lost in the moment dancing without a care in the world. In her mind, everything is okay. It doesn't matter that she and her friends crashed your place, waste your liquor and wdo whatever they damn well please. They all figured they can get away whatever they want just by flashing their eyes and play pretty.

That was their mistake.

Shelly looks up to you and her face slowly blanks out as her pupils turn into slits with green white rings radiating around the eyes. Her paces slows. You hugs Shelly tight moving her body with hers. The other girls holler louder as you both dirty dance. You quietly mutter under your breath. "Keep dancing, you little fuck toy. This has to look good."

Shelly picks up the tempo a little but she's still clumsy. Now's the time to drop the bomb. "Shelly?"

".....uuuuuu....."

" Shelly, suck me off."

Slowly Shelly drops down to her knees. Her girlfriends holler louder. Shelly's head falls into your robes parting her golden feathered hair and her mouth finds your hardened cock and she starts bobbing on it.

Mary-Beth screams out. "OMIGOD WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"

Mary-Beth and the girls run over to you and Shelly. Mary-Beth and Missy pull Shelly off of you and take her to the corner as Jessie, Claire and Grace pull you away screaming, cursing and pelting you for what you just did. You laugh as you watch them lose their energy as the pelting gets softer and eventually stops. Their eyes all glowing with slack mouths and slumped shoulders.

Dropping your robe to the floor, you make your way to Shelly's corner and to your happy surprise. Mary-Beth was toppled over. Face and shoulders on the floor and her ass propped up. Missy was still holding Shelly by the arm but just stood there already mind-fucked as Shelly was trying to break away to get back to sucking you off. "Damn, I had no idea that the ones I got could do that to others. That could add some serious fun."

But for now you're wondering what fun you can have at this moment with these six lovely drones.